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Emma is stuck in foster care with only one more year until she's met with freedom. Regina is a high school chemistry teacher with a lot of love to give, the love she was deprived of.

Diana is the last heir to the french throne her brothers had died 2 of illness one of war, her brother Francis was like a father to her when her own saw her as nothing but a failure because she was a girl little did he know that she was the warrior France needed she was sent away from a young age and has now returned stronger to reclaim her throne.

Today, dreams are mocked and strangled habitually. Sarcasm is seldom labeled the accent of the devil and her insatiable brethren, but, my dear, that is what that is if you don't quite understand him or hymn. Even parents seldom encourage their kids to bless themselves- to be still and indulge their souls. Do only soles now matter, oh Nike, queen of victory?! So many questions are asked in vain, only as axes for the purpose of massacring growing crops of trees. Oh, care! Lend me a moment, for your voice will shower my budding thoughts; your love is nutritious to me, as will be my smile for your soil. Harsh silence ignites fires in the richest of forests and impatience did fell the sturdiest of trees. Perhaps we simply care about the same tomorrow, and our dreams match. Feel free beside me to talk the night away, my dear! Consider these and let me know what images they appear as, and I'll share my own experience, my own imagination. Tell me, lord, for I trust you: what is love? Just how to save the world? What do you want? At the very least, I've drawn a picture to put you to sleep. Hand me a pen and some paper and I'll make a world blossom. Winter Through Windows

Autumn's her name. Though my friends (lacking in that area) call her Tune, enemies-strangers anyone who heard of my other personality calls her Storm Reaper. I am the average 17 year old girl. Normal life. Normal nerdy, kind weird girl. That's not me- well not completely me. Out of school I am feared by most and those who aren't are consider fools, I Autumn Winters... am a Street Fighter. I am considered the best in the USA which is a big deal I suppose, though I didn't start it looking for a title...I started as a way of crying. To let my emotions out and I worked...so here I am, feared and supposedly tough... if only they knew just how weak I am... My mum and sister died when I was very young leaving no memory of a pleasant childhood- not even a flash. My dad is a drunk and an abuser to all the drugs he can get his hands on.. including adrenaline, there for he uses am as his supplier- beating me almost nightly for a high. I would fight back... but no matter how cold hearted I may seem on the streets... it is impossible for me to hurt anyone that I love and though he is the devil he is still my dad... the only family I have and the only family I ever member having, so I take it- and beat the shit out of others to pound out my rage and deepest loathing towards the world and most of the people that accompany it and sadly for my opponents that means each and every fight is personal and in each and every fight I am brutal. Focusing so much on surviving, I forget to live, that's until someone new comes to town the changes my life. There was a new boy starting my-school that had everyone buzzing. He is a heartless gang leader, with 'powerful' 'heartless' and 'dangerous' to his name and I am a feared street fighter- heartless is used to describe me as well, yet there wrong about me... and maybe him? He sees me. Study's me. Comes to me. he pulls me into his arms and tells me he loves me, clamming me as his. Follow there love story and watch them save each other.

This is a story about a mother, an angel and child that would be born in a sinful world and as said by God this is child is the only pure hearted he alone must be fearless and he must save mankind from extinction while as stopping an ongoing war with the immortals. lol im hella bored so i thought i'll make a story you don't have to read it but you know a vote won't kill :) x

What if Harry Potter wasn't the only one to save the Wizarding World. A Group of Six teenagers are soon discovered to be the savours after the discovery of Y/n L/n of Merlins descendant, along with Salazars Heir. The Girl created a group of power. Draco x reader!fem - This story will not include a proper relationship, until further Into the story!!!

The pain of ones loses is almost indescribable. Sharp stabs of pain slice down my whole body, shaking uncontrollably, almost violently. It takes over my whole body, my thoughts, my words, my every move . It's the burn at the back of my throat. It's in the pit of my stomach the unstoppable, aching reminder that it is real. That it did happen. That this is my life. The first thing I feel when I wake up and the last before I close my eyes. The feeling that's eating me up. Nibbling away at my every breath. It never stops. Never leaves. The constant, sickly pain of loss. Well, you just have to make room for it and that what I had to do because the pain never left me. Ever. Not for a moment. Not for a single second, Well, Until I met Him<3

Max and Nora are brother and sister. They're also best friends. One night Max want's go check out an abandoned hotel, so they go. Once inside they get a freaky feeling and they start seeing things they never knew exsisted. They get attacked by Vampire's when a handsome man comes to the rescue. When Nora comes too, she discovers that her brother is dead and that she now lives with a group of Vimpire Hunters. Two of the boys Pip and Brent take a liking to Nora. But what secret's will she discover in a world she never knew exsisted?

this poem is written in honor of the Scottish missionary who came to Nigeria over a hundred years ago and stopped the killing of twin children among other beautiful humanitarian works

We are the miscellaneous people, and we have done bad, bad things. This is the story of Ace, twenty three year old college flunk, and his journey on finding the miscellaneous people, a group of confined, ardent killers feared by anyone who knows the name. Down the long trail of death and terror, Ace finds himself loathing his joy as he only takes it in three forms: Blood, knives, and sad, eerie cries. But he does whatever it takes for three simple reasons: getting whatever he pleases, owning whoever he wants, and being a miscellaneous person, the ones unclassified and the ones that always survive. The world knows them- the miscellaneous people- but no one can find them, only their trace. They always leave the scene a mess, but one thing they never forget to leave in order to show there presence is three still-beating hearts, tied together, with a rope and a warning. Yet, no one takes the warning.

Meet Janey. She has no family, no home, no hope. Just Brad, her best friend since they were children. And then to add to it, the ravens dissapear from the Tower of London. It shouldn't mean anything to anyone, but Brad and Janey know by heart the dark prophecy that is linked to the ravens and their residence at the Tower. Can they discover what caused the ravens' dissaperance? Janey thinks she knows, but Aaron, a darkly handsome, newly-born vampire is on her trail. Will she give into him? Does Aaron hold the secret to the downfall of London?

Emily is a girl with an abusive father. She hopes all day long that someone cared for her. Little did she know that a immortal, named Alexander was looking down on her wishing he could save her. ~~~~~~~~~~~ This is only a short story no sequel is to be made, sorry.

Friendship! Its wierd.. 💓 Its about the survival of five friends. Three boys and two girls who have finished their education at college decides for a trip. So, they hire a swanky van, and travel. Its all about the funs, friendship bonds, self-discovery, entertainment and adventure they find within themselves. The friends we meet in our lives, all the incidents that took place and lessons taught by them can never be forgotten. My first book. Just have a try :). Enjoy!! I would like to thank Innu who is behind me always, thank you so much💕... Coverby: @ZaimaHs

this is a Daryl dixion fanfic about and 18 soon to be 19 year old girl called Sam who is distracted by a redneck when she first joins a group in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. their relationship starts to grow stronger. * I do not own the walking dead that's anything in the TV series or graphic novel. some of the characters are mine for example Sam.*

My first poetry collection. These poems are about love. Love for a person, a feeling, an idea, the loss of it and the yearning for it.

The purge has changed emencly sine the first purge. It lasts a week every year like a normal holiday. Everything besomes a stand still all across the states. The schools where also made into safe haven, guarded my military operatives and heavy weapons A blacksmith has dedicated his life to a shop that creates weapons of all sort for purgers and the holiday of death. His daughter hound into his skills and have became his apprentice. As the purge comes near she fixes up her own personal weapon and decided to help the innocence civilians who where caught in the purge. In doing so she gains unwanted attention from both her father and her skills out in the purge.